Almost every eyes turned to look at them the moment they walked in. Some held pitty, some held gloating, but most were waiting for a good show.
"Why is it so quiet? Isn't this place supposed to be the liveliest bar in this area?" Asked the burly man in the middle who wears the most piercing and the most exaggerated chains in his body. He have a face rougher than a rough road, his hair is an exaggerated yellow and he have piercings almost everywhere. Even more so than Pain from Naruto.
"Boss, they might have technical problems. Just ignore it." Said a skinny one with a flattering smile.
"Yeah yeah that sort of thing happens every now and then." Answered another.
The eyes watching them turned incredulous at their logic. Some gazes briefly turned to Viola but they quickly looked away in fear of being caught looking and losing their eyes.
"Is that so?" Answered the man the thugs called 'boss'
"Well since that's the case, go get me a drink." He continued and his underlings scurried off in an instant. Like a proud peacock trying to show off, the 'boss' smugly looked around with a smile he perceived to be 'dashing' and 'contemptuous' on his chapped, dark lips. But then, his eyes paused to Viola and his smile immediately turned 'predatory'. Everyone in the know grimaced at the ugly smile on his equally ugly face and silently lit a candle for him while eagerly watching the show.
"Hey, what's a beauty like you doing out here drinking alone?" The 'boss' asked, lewdly eyeing Viola up and down, completely ignoring the bodyguards surrounding the Viola who was 'alone'. The bodyguards watched on with pity, not bothering to stop him since he was courting death himself. Viola's rhythmic tapping on the table stopped and everyone held their breath, doing everything they could like covering their eyes while peeking on the crack of their fingers, pretending to sit sideways but have their eyes turning to Viola's direction, peeking through a magazine they pretended to read that they got from who knows where and other silly things just to sneak a peek without appearing obviously watching and risk having Viola catch them.
"Wow boss, this woman is a real hooker"
"Yeah, look at that face, look at that chest" the thug who said that lewdly whistled.
"Boss, surely she will be a good toy in bed." Added another and everyone else who is in the know sucked a breath of cold air. Looking at them with admiration. Surely, young calves are not afraid of tigers, they believe this now since this group of clueless thugs dared to hit on that psycho. They watched on, secretly glancing at Viola to see her reaction. Viola merely looked on, still in that laid-back position on the couch amidst the rowdy laughs and lewd comments of the thugs about her.
"Beauty, would you like to come with brother tonight?" The boss of the thugs asked as he and his underlings surrounded Viola in their midst. The bodyguards pretended to be dead, either admiring the polished floor or looking at the ceiling, not bothering to do anything to save those poor souls. The moment those thugs started lewdly commenting about Viola, they already knew how things would end. And since those poor souls are beyond saving, then they'd just honestly wait for their lady to finish cleaning them up and they will handle the rest.
"If you go with me, I promise I will bring you to heaven." The boss added and his underlings whistled and laughed at the suggestive words. Viola lazily looked at them, the corner of her lips still raised lazily as if she was smiling at them.
"Oh? You can bring me to heaven? I can bring you to heaven too" Viola's low lazy voice was like a seductive call for the thugs and a thunder to those people in the bar.
"..." Their heaven and your heaven is completely different! Your heaven is literal!
Comes the thought of the people in the bar. Meanwhile, the boss of the thugs and his underlings booed and whistled, laughing as they thought Viola was flirting back.
"Really? Beauty, will you come with me then?" The boss eagerly asked, his eyes almost glowing green with desire and drool almost dropped down his mouth as he lewdly looked at Viola while walking closer.
"No. But it is true that I can bring you to heaven.." Viola said, hooking a finger at the drooling boss of thugs.
"Come closer, I'll bring you to heaven right here, right now." The crowd in the bar gulped upon hearing Viola said that while the thugs cheered, hooting and pushing their boss closer to death.
"Ohhh this beauty is wild!"
"Go boss, take the beauty right here! Give us a show!
"Remember to share with us when you get tired boss!"
Hearing them, the people in the bar shot them pitying glances but the bunch of them were oblivious, completely caught up with the thrill of watching a live show of their boss and a beauty.
The boss grinned, sucking the drool that leaked out of the corner of his mouth while rubbing his hands together as he walked Infront of Viola.
"Aiyaaa, beauty, you're so enthusiastic. Brother likes it. I promise I will grant your every wish after." He said, reaching out an eager hand to touch Viola's smooth skin.
"Need not. You won't have a chance to."
What followed Viola's words is a man's violent, pained scream as his outstretched hand fell with a dull thud on the ground. Blood spurted out from the clean cut wound, splattering on Viola's delicate cheeks. The blade on her hand gleamed ominously as she flicked it. Her eyes watching the man was dark and full of disdain, without any sign of remorse.
"Because as I said... I will send you to heaven." She slowly said, her other hand smashing a bottle of perfectly good wine on the head of the man without aany pause or even as much as a blink of an eye.
"..." What heaven? Maybe you mean hell!!
Was everyone's thought as they sneakily watched the show. The laugher, hooting and booing of the thugs stopped as if a pause button had been pressed. When they reacted, their boss was already writhing on the floor, shouting in pain like a butchered pig with his head and severed hand bleeding.
"You bitch! What have you done!"
"Boss! Are you okay?"
"Idiot! Does he look okay to you? Call an ambulance! Quick!"
"Surround her! Don't let her escape!"
"Brothers, beat that woman up until she's half dead!"
The thugs surrounded Viola more closely, looking at her with furious eyes. Viola lazily stood up, the blade on her hand gleaming as it danced on her palm as if alive. Viola took a step, stomping hard on the thugs' boss' nether regions, grinding the sole of her combat shoes hard and everyone swear they seemed to hear something pop and break followed by the anguished scream of the thugs' boss.